I certainly would. He knows how to play his audience too, saying the right sort of thing to pull their attention away what he'd like to hide.
[Not that it's any different than what he does, ah. Goro's stomach churns and he presses his lips together in a tight line, resting on his hand as he looks away. At the question, though, his gaze returns with surprise clearly in them.
Does he.
The implication is there, that there's the chance things could go pear-shaped and Goro could turn out something similar, that history could repeat itself, and he feels the hair on the back of his neck raise.]
Do you think I'd do anything he did, [quietly, but very much veiling his irritation,] even if I didn't, Akira?
[It's a touchy topic and something he worried constantly about. Still does at times, but he and Sena share that fear and he's comforted by it, that neither of them are the same as those other selves of theirs, that they wouldn't drop to such levels. The past doesn't matter. Shouldn't. The people they are now should.
But he exhales his hurt out, letting Akira see the profile of his face again. He's frowning.]
To answer your question, however, I do. I have plenty of people surrounding me, but it doesn't feel lonely the way in those memories; I have friends, those I've let in, people who understand even oddly niche fears of mine, I have you... Of course I feel like I belong, no matter how dead I may be in another life. This one's mine.
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[Not that it's any different than what he does, ah. Goro's stomach churns and he presses his lips together in a tight line, resting on his hand as he looks away. At the question, though, his gaze returns with surprise clearly in them.
Does he.
The implication is there, that there's the chance things could go pear-shaped and Goro could turn out something similar, that history could repeat itself, and he feels the hair on the back of his neck raise.]
Do you think I'd do anything he did, [quietly, but very much veiling his irritation,] even if I didn't, Akira?
[It's a touchy topic and something he worried constantly about. Still does at times, but he and Sena share that fear and he's comforted by it, that neither of them are the same as those other selves of theirs, that they wouldn't drop to such levels. The past doesn't matter. Shouldn't. The people they are now should.
But he exhales his hurt out, letting Akira see the profile of his face again. He's frowning.]
To answer your question, however, I do. I have plenty of people surrounding me, but it doesn't feel lonely the way in those memories; I have friends, those I've let in, people who understand even oddly niche fears of mine, I have you... Of course I feel like I belong, no matter how dead I may be in another life. This one's mine.